Okay, so spring wasn’t all messy and bleak as previously stated. There were good parts and bad parts like any season. I can’t speak much for the progress of others… they have their privacy and/or blogs.
As for me, 2017 was the year I got an official ASD diagnosis. It remains to be seen as to whether state services will help my employment prospects.
Summer solstice is less than a week away, and my Friday was filled with rain. And I don’t mean crying when I say rain, even though I have plenty to cry about. I upgraded my mobile plan (more for less), and got back into programming, rewriting expansion sound in the console emulator… and my sleeping habits have turned to crap again. I didn’t quite feel like living yesterday morning. But enough about that.
Thanks to the magic of photography, you can virtually go back in time to when there were blue skies.
Last Saturday, for sake of mental health, I left the house. It didn’t matter much where I went. I landed in Crescent Beach that day, and twice returned. Each time presented the opportunity to think about where things stand in life… and take newer, better photos. Long story short, I still have some sand in my shoes.
I needed to get away from the house. Being housebound does not a healthy mind make. The destination, I guess, didn’t matter considering I geared for the library but wound up at the beach, and didn’t mind. Twice in three days… I did mind that. It was a day of playing random music with the iPhone… and again wondering why the heck Bob Dylan made “Ring Them Bells”.
I noticed the purple flowers are (or were) in style— as seen outside some businesses and neighborhoods, on the way to the beach, and even in our own town. The above appear to be garden phlox… but I’m not sure.
Summer solstice is now only forty days away. But spring here still has a ways to go. The birds may be singing, and the seasonal clothes may be lighter, but the leaves and buds are still in their early stages.
It’s been rain, rain and… clouds, mostly. One day, someone left out a litter of bagels, and seagulls fought over them.
I’ve also grown pretty lazy, hence the lazy title for this post, if I do say so. Till today, I hadn’t been doing my physio-exercises since my final appointment Tuesday (and even then I didn’t know I was seeing the orthopedic doctor, not the therapist, not the general doctor). The rain interfered with the at-home exercises (the orange bands don’t do well with water— the first band is all stuck to itself now), and then… I was just plain tired. (Two days spent programming.)
Rain or shine, nature still does its thing.
And I end up chasing it for photos. I caught two ducks just outside the Portland Glickman library building, tucking heads amid light rain/mist.
We’ve been getting warm, sunny days now. The skies have been so blue since Thursday that brown tree bark has a slight violet tint to the eye. And according to the birds— out in full swing, braving rain showers— it is fully spring in Maine this week. Since last posting, there have been days that felt like summer— how unexpectedly warm it got.